Mr Oliver comes to London

This week I’ve been lucky enough to spend two evenings with Garrett Oliver, Brewmaster of the Brooklyn Brewery and arguably the world’s most compelling voice about beer, especially when he’s talking about beer and food matching.

The first night was – to put it mildly – unexpected. Last Saturday we had a barbecue at our house for my birthday. I turned my friends on to my newly discovered masterpiece of beer-brined chicken in fennel rub – a recipe from one of those kitsch, 1950s-style novelty cookbooks that turns out to be the best thing I’ve ever cooked. Sublime with a Sierra Nevada-style pale ale, perfect with Norrebro’s Bombay India Pale Ale.

The following day we were nursing hangovers, prodding at the tidying up and enjoying the sunshine when Garrett dropped me a line to say he was in London, had no plans and did I fancy a pint? I explained that I was incapable of leaving the house but that he was welcome to join us for the last of the beer-brined chicken and the World Cup FinalTM if he wanted, and to my surprise and delight he said yes. After the poor sod roamed Finsbury Park for an hour in search of a cab – bloody football – he finally made it to Stoke Newington. I managed to find three beers in the cellar he’d not had before, and I think he liked two of them. After watching the Dutch lose to Spain in the Ultimate Fighting Challenge, we stayed up talking till long after bedtime, drinking Ola Dubh 40. A memorable and wonderful evening, entirely worth writing off the whole of Monday for.

Two nights later Garrett was at the White Horse giving a beer and cheese pairing. I do this kind of thing quite a bit myself, but I don’t think I’ve ever uttered one word about how well cheese and beer go together that Garrett hadn’t said to me first.

If you haven’t seen Garrett do his thing before, here’s a brief summary of his spiel, after which I’ll say a note on the beers and the cheeses, and how well they went together.

The first thing he’s at pains to point out is that he loves wine as well as beer. “Some of my best friends are sommeliers,” he didn’t quite say. Seriously, he argued that people who are passionate about evangelizing any kind of food or drink are all “flavour people. It’s natural that it’s intertwined.”

Having established this, he then talks about how beer is a better match with cheese than wine is. He often participates in tasting duels versus sommeliers. A cheese expert chooses six cheeses, Garrett and the wine guy choose drinks to match with them, and in front of a voting audience Garrett usually wins.

There’s a technical part to why and, in Garrett’s mind, a more romantic, esoteric explanation which is just as real. The technical bit is that cheese is mainly fat and salt, which coat the tongue. Wine simply bounces off this coating, can’t break it down, and therefore you don’t really taste much of what remain two very separate elements in the mouth. But beer, with its carbonation, breaks through, scraping the fat off your tongue, revitalizing the flavours. Sometimes beer enhances cheese, sometimes vice versa, and sometimes they combine to create a 3D flavour sensation that’s much bigger than either beer or cheese can achieve separately.

The more romantic part – which is not to say it doesn’t make perfect sense – is that beer and cheese are obvious natural pairings. They both come from a farm, and historically they were both made by the same person. “Both are essentially made from grass,” argues Garrett. “Barley is a type of grass. Cheese has a cow or a sheep in the middle, but it starts as grass.”

And so on to the tasting. All the beers were Garrett’s own, some of them rarely if ever seen this side of the pond.

ROSARY GOATS CHEESE WITH BROOKLYN SORACHI ACE

Sorachi ace is a rare, new hop with a powerful, unique aroma of lemon rind and lemongrass. The beer of the same name is a Belgian Saison style ale that tastes like a warm summer evening.

Goat’s cheese seemed like an obvious match, and this particular one was one of the best I’ve ever tasted – a bold initial tartness that melts into a lake of milkiness.

Together, the lemon character of the beer and the strong citric hit of the cheese somehow cancel each other out and fade away to leave a new flavour, rounder and mellower with no sharp edges, sweet with the tiniest hint of malt. Wonderful.

BRILLAT SAVARIN WITH BROOKLYN LOCAL 1

Brillat Savarin is to my mind the best ever writer on food, famous for his aphorisms, my favourite of which is “A meal without cheese is like a beautiful woman with only one eye.” I don’t much care for the cheese that was named after him though. It’s like eating solidified cream. I hate cream. It’s too cloying and sickly and I don’t understand why everyone thinks it’s a treat.

The beer though is something I’d be perfectly happy to receive as a birthday present. And I mean a ‘proper’ present. It’s recognizable as a Belgian Saison in style but it’s smoother, more elegant. You want to say ‘dumbed down’ but that would be completely inaccurate. Yes, it’s more accessible than some of the funkier farmyard Saisons, but the cheesy, musty, sweet and sour, spicy flavour journey of a Saison is all present and correct.

This is a match where the beer comes out best. The cheese helps push its tartness to the fore, a brief spike of flavour emerging slowly and elegantly, like the spine of a humpback whale cresting the ocean surface before, submerging again.

On the other hand, the cheese just tastes even creamier, which I could really do without.

HEREFORD HOP WITH BROOKLYN LAGER

The Brooklyn beer you can get fairly easily in the UK was the first they brewed, and is a faithful recreation of what beer used to be like in New York a hundred years ago, prompting Garrett to exclaim that the current craft beer boom is not a fad or a trend, but a return to normality after a the late twentieth century’s obsession with plastic and standardization.

I realize that we spend too much time thinking about beer in terms of ‘hoppy’ or ‘malty’. Brooklyn lager is neither, or rather, both. It’s toffee in a very expensive designer label suit that makes it shine and sparkle.

The cheese is sticky and cloying and glutinous in a good way, sweet and salty and slightly acidic. Together I don’t find much alchemy – both are nice separately and nice together, but with nothing much added.

OSSAU IRATY WITH BROOKLYN BROWN ALE

This is an interesting one. Ossau Iraty is made from sheep’s milk and has an aroma of lanolin or ‘wool fat’, the smell you get off a wet woollen jumper and, once it’s been pointed out, the sweet smell you get from roast lamb.

The beer is all about chocolate and caramel, with a slight grassiness towards the end.

Together, they are in total harmony – beer and cheese blend into each other around an axis of sweet caramel. Just lovely.

SOME OTHER CHEESE WITH BROOKLYN DARK MATTER

This one wasn’t on the menu and I’m starting to lose track. Dark Matter is an 8% version of the brown ale that’s been aged for four months in bourbon and wine barrels to give it a strong American oak character. To me it smells initially of nail varnish, but that’s a smell I’ve always liked. On the second whiff I can isolate the coconut that Garrett’s talking about, and then you can get the strong vanilla essence behind it, a hint of sherry, and then a faint molasses character on the tongue.

I hardly notice the cheese. I’m all wrapped up in the beer, and the match doesn’t change much about it.

MONTGOMERY’S CHEDDAR WITH BROOKLYN EAST INDIA PALE ALE

IPA with strong mature cheddar has always been my favourite match of any beer with any food, and this one doesn’t disappoint. The dry saltiness of the cheese ands the fruitiness of the beer just body barge each other, exploding in a carnival of colour and partying on your tongue. Weirdly, Garrett compares it to a forceful physical dance, like a tango, just after I’ve written in my notebook that they’re slam-dancing. I might be on the same wavelength as him, but I just don’t have his class.

COLSTON-BASSET STILTON WITH BROOKLYN CHOCOLATE STOUT

This pairing was born by accident. Garrett was at an event where he’d asked for either a barley wine to match with Stilton (which is another awesome match) or chocolate stout with truffles. He turned up to find chocolate stout and Stilton, panicked, tried it, and found it worked wonderfully.

The dark chocolate character in the stout comes from chocolate malt only – no actual chocolate – and develops with a hint of sherry, followed by an inky Shiraz character on the palate with some bitter coffee grounds mixed in.

The Stilton is lovely. “People who don’t like Stilton… well… they’re just bad people,” says Garrett. “I’m serious. If you don’t like Stilton you can’t come to my house. You can’t pet my dog.”

The match is an elegant marriage which makes me think of high tea with a maiden aunt in a stately home. Don’t ask me why.

So what did I learn? The main thing is that in craft brewing there are craftsmen, artisans, entrepreneurs, chefs, mavericks, scientists, technicians, innovators and mad professors. But Garrett is one of the few true artists. The beers reflect the man: daring, elegant, refined, cultured, Europhile, principled and courteous. At my house on Sunday he was telling us about a beer he’s designed in honour of a legendary Italian filmmaker, and to hear him talk through his thinking, the influences he wanted to incorporate, and how he chose to weave them together, was enchanting. All my guests – including the ones who never drink beer – were absolutely rapt. And the brews we had on Tuesday demonstrated that he can deliver in the glass what he weaves in words.

I also learned that the best way to talk about beer versus wine is not to dismiss wine, or fight against it, but to complement it. This is too long a post, so I’m just going to finish by quoting Garrett in summary:

“The frustration in the States, and now here, is people trying to force wine into places where it doesn’t want to go. What we eat now, with Japanese and Indian and Thai food, is not what we were eating twenty years ago. Let wine go where it wants, or it’s a recipe for misery.

“Beer has a wider range of flavours than wine. That’s not opinion, that is incontrovertible, verified fact. When chefs and restaurants complement a great menu with a great wine list and just two or three industrial beers, it’s like an artist saying ‘I’m only going to use half the colours’, or a composer saying ‘I’m only going to use half the notes.’ It just doesn’t make sense.”

Great post. I have to say that Brooklyn was one of the beers that got me into beer, the lager is a fantastic beer, as is the nut brown. I also recently had the Brooklyner-Schneider Hopfen Weisse which was great.

I've said it before and I'll keep on saying it: British food and British ale and beer were designed over the centuries to go together. It should be no surprise, therefore, that British cheese and British ale and beer match so beautifully, since the people that made/brewed the one were drinking/eating the other. What is a surprise is that the British have forgotton this obvious truth …

Reagrding the palate-cleansing virtue of beer from cheese fat, indeed carbonation is part of oit, but I'm quite certain bitterness also comes in the equation.

A few months back, I was hosting a beer dinner with the founder of Brasserie Trois Dames at some local hostelry. We'd agreed to go for two small beer sampled for every course, to leave room for experimentation and personal preferences.

Second course was poached filet of zander (aka "pike-perch") with saffron sauce. With that we had the brewery's belgian-style wit (obvious choice with white fish) and "near-Kölsch" (a bit more intense and bitter than the Cologne variety), beers with similar carbonation levels.

Indeed, the zander on its own was great with the wit. But when the saffron sauce wuith tons of cream got into play, the wit just seemed not to get to one's tastebuds, and the cream and saffron remained firmly on the tongue. On the other hand, the crisp bitterness in the near-Kölsch did short work of it, effectively cleansing the palate and tongue, leaving them ready for the next bite.Interestingly, when asked which beer they preferred, diners were really split 50/50. Some people do like fat sticking to their tastebuds, I take it. ;o)

Last year Garett spoke in Houston at the Dixie Cup homebrew competition. The MC made a big deal about Garett being the best dressed brewer in the bussiness in his introduction. Well garret walks up to the podium in a sport coat and then pulls it off to reveal a beutiful black pearl snap (cowboy style) shirt with bright green hops embroidered all along it. Not only does he dress well, he dresses for the occasion!

I maybe the only one who read the post and thought more about the beer brined chicken. Which beer?

Though I have to say the Brooklyn Brewery tour is the greatest. None of this walking you through the process in detail. Its more here are some raw ingredients, here are some big shiny vessels, some time in reverance of Oliver, Hindy and Potter and then to the bar, tokens in hand… No matching going on that day though, just a pizza delivered from a local store and drinking games with college students.